Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, Ramsey Co., Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1905, 1887-10-15


ing, until the contents We're all gone. We
were at the open window, looking on. At
last the rum was all drunk up, the mob dis
persed, the OIL lamps Went out one by one and
we were able to 60 to bed.
"Good night, my daughter" said madam,
as she RETIRED exulting and happy, to her
room. 1t was the first time she had called
mo her daughter. Oh, the bitternessl that
such O day OF death and bereavement should
be chosen for this act of grace and kindnessl
This torture endured forle fortnight. Then
the end came, in a way which We little ex-
pected aud had not guarded against,
It was in the forenoon, about 1850, before
John Huntspill had left madam, aud before
the arrival of my singing master, who was
due at II. I was alone in my own room, free
for a m from tutors, governess, and
my lady-free to think of the past, my only
solace. My own maid-she was the only one
in the house who knew that I had some secret
sorrow-came to tell me that there was q
sailor, an old sailor IN the ball who wished to
see me. VINO could 1t be but Dan Guliivers
1t was indeed old Dan himself. He came
up stairs in his slow and quiet way. I saw
a common sailor; his hair was grayer and
"S NS~A oAo A0SS 6A0vS SASAo VuS III OI4SI
change.
He stood in tho doorway. He actually did
not recognize me.
"Dan!. cried, sprlnglng into his arms.
Dan! Don't you know meg
u he ald, II laid his hands upon my
shouiuels' holding me back and looking at
NE, oetole he Kissed my cheek
My pretty" le said, and growed so tall!
Ami S1lCh a l1dvI IN Iva 0Nf%o CLIO oluAro
was as sweet hammered US any lady IN the
lana. ana on, my pretty! he's gone! he's
gomez Dont ake on! don't take on"
.ao az, auou' ~ Ian Ae1' ma ana
ic 60 Sepu'.a LUZ gu. .o
wv ue'' .e "es' WIN " euu'i
Mo co D.ea a..oa, 10y wy Sepl.u'l' nus
~ SSsonlpp.S9"'p "o ~, ou - senIten'ali' le oleo
-! W "" 'uo jaw al 'uo
- ".a 49, . eouiu nc w
un,. L. Ios .ou. you.s Sei''ie,iu'i!
o"' ne"i' Va o'eaN!
Try pretty-cry us hucn aseSer You can.
ou. ~ "o'i' nilns ni.t oacA. Try now,
"u,Io 'eii Soue "oou' MN:
lucy Ano~eu on, story ABOARD Tue VIC
eo'J' WIS onAuss.ei Ian. Inc Joys were
om"sgl er 'oo ana otner 0ob-becausc, I'm
sorry 10 say, tneS mariners aboard Ills
HlaJes'ys slllps never Knew which was
winch. tNho SO 1ePhthan, VINO Is now cut Ill
TWO pieces, was never knowed US such. AND
Mr.. Camplon they called Gentleman Jack.
Now remember-some young gentlemen after
getting II three years billet in the fo'ksle for
smuggling would ha' sat down and grizzled.
MIR. Canlpion wasn't one o that sort. PRO
vidin' always he says to me-'wovidin' al.
ways, Dan. as my mother never finds out,
why, what odds is q three years cruiser And
merry with it. Once Ee Ietches hold of a
fiddle, the ~fo'ksle's alive; when hc began to
play you'd la' thought the fiddle was t.nlkin',
not him u playin,. All round him the mon
would DO sittin' an singin' till the Whole ship
was as good tempered as if there wasn't nary
a bos'n nor petty officer aboard.
"Well, you may depend OH it, pretty. that
it wasn't long before tho officer, rot To- know
what un uncommon sailor they'd rot sbinnod
aboard the Victory. for n little RIM ma he,i
made ucl oss the Channel one fine night: md
it wasn't long before Cant. Hnr,jv hisself
finding Mir. Can.pion on the quarter deck
axed him-ay, before the adu,l,al-wI,o Inc
was and how he came aboard. Mr.. Camnion
no more afraid Of sne,king ,o tho c,p,o;r
than to the carpenter, he told him, touching
his hat, that he had been caught smuggling
that they'd all got off with three years TO,
the information they gave to the Admiralty
and that Inc hoped to give so ,isfnc.ion tn III,
honor so long as he was aboard, after which
time, he said, lie should give up saiIoring he.
fore the mast. Capt. Hardy lie laughed, and
the admiral laughed; aud then his loruship,
who ought to know, said, in his quiet, easy
way, Thai a man was no worse sailor fol
being a gentleman born, but that gentlemen
ought not to run cargoes across the Channel.
Alter that l think the word was passed down
20 make some sort of difference with us.
anyway, the worst Of the bos'ns never laid
ropes end ON none OF US four.
Come the action OFF Trafalgar. My pref
y, We lone our duty-Job and Jephthah and
Mr. Cainpiou and me-till that chain shot
came, and all saw o my boy Jephthah was
TWO halves aud a pool of blood.
when the admiral fell they told me to
carry INN down. That took best part of a
quarter of all hour. The action lasted half
ai nour longer. When tho firing ceased and
one could look round, l saw Mr.. Campion
alongside OF Job, alive II hearty. AS for
oephthah, that poor boy was throwed over
board in two halves.
We bad nasty weather on the way home,
One OF the prizes foundered. And ono dark
night, in that nasty weather, all in tie dark,
poor Mr. Campion fell overheard and was
drowned"
l listened to the story, my bend in nv
hands. When Dan finished Iur-, ~, ;m,a
fresh sobbulg and crying. | forgot about
Lady Ca1npion and eyervtling + nevs,
looked up. While Dan told his story | Law
hidlng my face i'll the sofa and crying, Will.
the door stood wide omen ond .'t.
stood there listening to every word, and with
her John Huntsplli, with white cheeks and
troubled brow. looked up in my grief, but
madam. She was drawn to her full height.
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